movie night with Sherral

[runningred]

Jay's room has gotten bigger to include a large tv, a surround sound system and a very comfy looking couch with big cushions; the sort you can happily fit a few people or fall asleep on.

"Make yourself comfortable." Jay lays out the basket of steak pies, steamed veg with cheese and chunky roast root vegetables with bacon. All food that can be easily eaten with one hand. He puts A New Hope on and joins Sherral on the couch.

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[runningred]

"Making you invisible to helmet displays will take work but it's not impossible. I could fit you with a stealth mode suit, something that represses heat and movement tracking the way mine does."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"He'll be tracking me by my Mist signature," Sherral says, shaking his head. "Our helmets are loaded with Libra, to identify each other in the field. There's not much way that I know of to counter that."

[runningred]

"Bugger." Jay taps his fingers on the bench as he brews Sherral some tea and himself some coffee. "Can mist signatures be faked? Is there something we could use to give off a similar or disguising signature?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Not as near as I know," Sherral says. "I'll be able to scan him just as easily, though."

[runningred]

"Okay, we'll stick to traditional non-mist tools then." He runs his hands over the shelves. "Glue pellets. Good for keeping him in one spot. Needs Ethanol to reverse it. Drop them in his path and he'll have to ditch his boots to keep coming at you. Or across his visor to block his view." He hands Sherral tea and keeps working his way over the shelves. "Malleable explosive charges. Tracking darts. EM pulses might help - the thing I used on the lighting horse."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"The glue pellets, explosive charges and tracking darts should definitely help," Sherral says. "Keep him in one place, at the very least."

[runningred]

Jay nods and starts putting together a selection of each. "How do you feel about firearms?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"I've never been trained in their use. They're reserved for Imperial Marksmen," Sherral says.

[runningred]

Jay nods. "Something easy to use then. I can teach you the basics but anything fancy take time and practice." He lifts out a little holdout pistol, the sort that would be hidden in a boot or pocket. "Lemon squeezer can be great in a tight corner, especially when no-one expects you to be carrying."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral lifts an eyebrow. "... Lemon squeezer?"

[runningred]

"Sorry, colloquial term for a single hand operated hold out gun. The early versions fitting into the palm and could be squeezed to fire. Not very reliable for a second shot but when no-one's expecting it, the first is usually enough."

He swings the chamber, feeling it spin free. "These newer ones are much cleaner, safer and hold 6 rounds before needing to be reloaded."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"It's a lot smaller than any gun we have in my world," Sherral says thoughtfully. "Easy to conceal, certainly."

[runningred]

'I can set you up with something bigger and with more stopping power but the bigger they are, the more work they take. This has an effective range of about 6 metres against armour. I'd need to test armour form your world."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"No, this is fine," Sherral says.

[runningred]

"How do you want to carry it? I can custom up a holster for you."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"Any holster that will fit onto my leg will work. I can hide it beneath the fabric sections of my armour," Sherral says.

[runningred]

Jay nods and grabs his phone. "Let me take a scan of your leg and make sure it fits."

[fluffiest_archadian]

"By all means."

[runningred]

He holds the camera out and moves easily around Sherral, taking a scan of his form so he can tailor everything fit.

"Easy. Thanks." He puts it away for later. "Anything else you can think of you might be able to use? Stimulants, pain killers, skin sealers?"

[fluffiest_archadian]

"No, I can probably use magic for any of those things," Sherral says, after thinking about it for a moment.

[runningred]

Jay nods. Drugs don't take energy but may mess with Sherral at time he couldn't take the risk. "Knives?" He presses on another door and it scans and pops open. A big box of very, very sharp things!

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral laughs. "I have knives. And my swords besides."

[runningred]

"Never hurts to have a spare. Or four." Jay grins, incorrigibly fond of bladed objects.

"You should bring your armour to the workshop some time, let me see what I can fit to it."

[fluffiest_archadian]

Sherral chuckles. "You're very generous, you know that?"

[runningred]

"No, I'm not." He pulls Sherral into a slow kiss. "I'm greedy and covetous. I want you back in one piece."